The Runaway Groom Chapter 821

Irene lifted a brow and wondered to herself if Isaac was a frequent guest here.

Why else would the man greet him so warmly?

Still, she had yet to find what this place was for.

“And who might this lovely lady be?” the man asked, turning towards Irene just then—this was the first time Isaac brought a woman here.

“My wife.” Isaac nodded slightly. “Please show us the way to the horse stables.”

Irene’s eyes widened and turned in surprise toward Isaac, asking softly, “Are we riding horses?”

“Yeah. So? Are you afraid?” Isaac asked.

Horse-riding was certainly a novelty for Irene since she had never done it before.

However, she wielded scalpels and cut people open, starting out with corpses while she was an intern.

In that sense, what was there to fear about horses?

Spurred by her ego, she reared her chin. “Don’t underestimate me.”

Isaac chuckled. “Sure.”

They headed into the building and took a small cart to the stables.

were forty stalls arranged in four rows, and each horse’s fur was a lustrous sheen

expert, but even she could tell that they were

waiting there after learning about

Irene, he said, “I did hear

has never brought women here before, and to think that the first would be his wife!

leaned in to whisper beside her ear, “He owns

my first time, so do pick a more

leave it to me.” Carl smiled and turned towards Isaac. “I’ll get your horses now while you get change,

“Good,” Isaac said flatly.

to the rear, and Isaac had a private room to himself even though

though an attendant soon delivered Irene’s soon after they went

of the line, and the riding apparel fit

black while

look terrible if it did not

match too: white shirt,

Carl had already picked them two horses: one

of fur on its head that resembled a

need help?” Isaac

head—she wanted to

riders spurred their horses to gallop

an open field now, the greenery here was a vibrant emerald and it

must tend to the

come here

had been one of

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